{"id":486,"date":"2023-01-03T11:40:58","date_gmt":"2023-01-03T15:40:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/?p=486"},"modified":"2023-01-03T11:40:58","modified_gmt":"2023-01-03T15:40:58","slug":"i-could-title-this-its-only-rock-roll-but-i-wont","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/2023\/01\/03\/i-could-title-this-its-only-rock-roll-but-i-wont\/","title":{"rendered":"I could title this ‘It’s Only Rock & Roll’ but I won’t"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Among the music courses I took in college (I was a music minor) was “History of Jazz” and “History of Rock.” Those who know me would think I disliked the former and loved the latter. Actually, the opposite was true \u2013 due entirely to each teacher.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man who taught the jazz course (unfortunately, I don’t remember his name) loved jazz and was able to share that enthusiasm. He’d put on a particular album, say, “listen to this<\/em> bit!” and turn it up WAY LOUD. Frequently, someone from a nearby class would need to pop in and request he turn it down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’m still not a fan of jazz, but I sure learned to appreciate it from that teacher’s efforts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The rock class, in contrast, had no passion, no color. Just reciting facts and figures. In one class, this happened (note, this was c. 1977):<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Today, we’re going to talk about the Rolling Stones,” the teacher droned. “Some people like them, some don’t. What do you<\/em> think?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A woman in the class (who looked slightly older than the rest of us) responded. “I don’t like the Rolling Stones. They’re disgusting.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What about the rest of you?” the teacher prompted. “Why do you like the Stones?”
I raised my hand and offered “because they’re disgusting.”<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n


The teacher did not understand that at all.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Weirdly, I got a B in the rock class, an A in the jazz class\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Among the music courses I took in college (I was a music minor) was “History of Jazz” and “History of Rock.” Those who know me would think I disliked the former and loved the latter. Actually, the opposite was true \u2013 due entirely to each teacher. The man who taught the jazz course (unfortunately, I…<\/p>\n Read More<\/span> I could title this ‘It’s Only Rock & Roll’ but I won’t<\/span><\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"Layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[34],"tags":[32],"class_list":["entry","author-admin","post-486","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-music","tag-music"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/486","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=486"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/486\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":491,"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/486\/revisions\/491"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=486"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=486"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mirrer.com\/MirrerView\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=486"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}